Minibean loves MotoGP.
She was flipping and turning, having a hard time staying still, until I told her Mummy is going to watch MotoGP.
She still refused to keep still until the television came on and she focused her attention on the MotoGP action.
I wonder who she would support.
Heh, and that’s Minibean’s first episode of MotoGP action, on Sunday 22nd April 2007.
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Many, many firsts for Minibean in the past week.
Dad excitedly bought back Gerber semi-solid food for Minibean last week, at 11ish at night, and then insistently asked Mum to feed Minibean some before her last feed.
So, on 20th April, Minibean had her first semi-solid, which she didn’t quite like.
Maybe because the Apple one was a tad too sour.
But she happily gorged down the Potato one with much glee the next morning, though she was too used to bottles and nipples, and thus, was trying to use her tongue to push, like as if she was suckling.
Dad was happily telling me how he gotten those for her from Singapore, cos he doesn’t trust those in Malaysia(???) when I had told him to get from Malaysia since it might be cheaper.
When I was back on Saturday night, she was happily playing the rolling game(Potato! It reminds me of the penguin joke you know? Cos my mum kept asked her to ‘gun’(roll)).
Ever since her first flip on 2nd of April, she has learnt to roll, by flipping to the left, and flips again.. and again… and again.
And she only knows how to roll in one direction, which she always self-amuses herself by rolling at a high speed, letting my mum chasing after her.
Sometimes, she would roll out of the mattress, onto the floor, and lifts up her head to give a cheeky grin to the laughing adults.
The other day, Mum was telling me how she had folded up the mattress into 2 folds, and had placed Minibean on it.
She had rolled out of it and fell onto the floor(since 2 folds is pretty high for the baby, she reckons), and she was just happily lying there face up and did not even cry or anything as Mum looked for bruises.
I laughed, and I supposed if it was me, I would be just be really amused, rather than worried.
Therefore, when she was back with me, I was careful to build ‘fortresses’ around my bed, so that she would roll into the pillows or blankets, and not onto the floor.
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I brought her to my room and locked the door for some private time, away from my over-animated Mum.
I seriously don’t like it when she speaks bad about the adults in front of my child.
Especially when sometimes she has gripes about Dad, and she would complain to Minibean and call Minibean to call him names.
So, I very much am afraid what she would teach Minibean about me.
I tell you, I would get really, really mean if I need to.
But other than that… it is time with Minibean!
She is growing so fast… and I wonder how her hair would finally take on some shape haha.
And her attitude is developing fast. Tsk tsk..
Love her alert eyes!
And with more teeth to come, her drooling habit is getting from bad to worse….
Today Mum called to say that the discomfort made her keep licking her gums, which hurt her tongue cos her already grown tooth cuts into her tongue.
And she is coughing a bit again… sigh.
I fed her her last feed, and she was already holding her own bottle.
My smart little one.
When I took over the bottle from her, she crossed her little hands…
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I stayed overnight in Malaysia, so that the next morning Dad would drive us out.
It was a late message in the midst of my sleep that kept me awake and thinking for the entire night.
I was pretty upset.
Thus, I stayed up right after the phone call at around 6am, and even snuck into my parents’ room just to hug Minibean when she was still asleep.
I laid down next to her and just looked at her, to get some peace within.
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It was 9am when we finally left JB.
Minibean had her bath, and her feed, before Dad drove us out.
In the early, glaring morning sun.
Then she fell asleep in my arms, like she always does when I hug her this way, and on car journeys.
We headed home for Mummy to change, before I brought Minibean out.
I was so frustrated whilst waiting for a cab that an Indian lady and her daughter actually cut my queue.
Hello? I was carrying so much things and carrying a baby in the hot sun. I don’t expect you to let me board a cab first if I were to be there after you, but I was there waiting for a cab for the longest time.
Are you blind? Is your daughter blind as well????
If you guys are, I pity you. Argh.
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22/4/2007 - Minibean’s first church service!
I was slightly late, but it was the first time she saw everyone in church, including all other babies who were slightly older than her by a month or so.
But she was so smiley and alert that everyone adored her!
When she held her own bottle, everyone was amused cos some at 9 months-old were still clueless about holding bottles.
And of course, her dark turf of hair was the envy of the other mothers.
I wish to be able to bring her to church more often, so she would grow together with the other kids.
I then brought her to Sim Lim to have lunch with Uncle Roy, and she slept soundly in the sun, before I walked to Bugis in the crowd, and took a train to Cineleisure to meet up with Auntie FF and her siblings.
It was drizzling when I reached, and if I had reached any later, it would be pouring.
Minibean and I at Rocky Master in the pouring rain.
It was starting to get a little chilly so I wrapped her up in her blankie.
I went shopping with the little one, who received lotsa ‘Ooohs and ahhhs’ with her cute little charming personality.
And I found her destiny when I brought her to Kinokuniya.
I was jokingly saying that I would make her read it as her first book and she reached out to hold it happily.
I put it back onto the shelf, and an uncle who was standing nearby smiled and nodded at me, as if telling me that I am a brilliant mother to want my daughter to read the Art of War.
But what a perfect irony, with her holding on to this scarlet book, and her bib says ‘Love’.
Love and war.
Cool.
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I went to pack some food before I took her to board the cab home, and was in time to watch the MotoGP action on TV.
I needed to shower, so I put her in her crib to feed herself.
And by the time I came out, she was almost finishing everything.
Smart girl!
We both fell asleep at late 10ish, before SBB called, and then I went back to sleep.
I woke up around 8ish when I found her feet kicking me in the face.
She had propelled herself up with her furious kicks in her sleep and was found headbutting the wall.
My silly girl will always wake up with a smile when you see her opening her eyes and say ‘Good morning Charissa!’
It was 9am in the morning. And then, she would realise she is hungry, and started scrunching her face up, ready to wail for milk.
Luckily, I had prepared her milk in advance before she woke, so it had time to cool.
And the little one grew lazy, and tried to balance her milk bottle by… one hand only!
She was successfully balancing it until it fell out of her tiny hand after a while, which made her scream for milk again.
Silly baby! Muacks.
Her Poppa called at half past 9 and wanted to talk to her.
I don’t know what was their little secret about, but she excitedly grabbed the telephone from me and wanted to hold it on her own whilst grinning to herself.
So I grabbed the camera to capture her silly grin down.
I showered her and played for a little while.
It was 11am when she started to get cranky(the usual sign that she is sleepy) and I pat her to sleep. She fell asleep on my chest.
It was one when I woke up, with her sleeping on her sides, facing me.
Awww……
I started to prepare the things to head out, as she still slept on soundly.
It was 1.30pm when she finally woke up.
When she finally woke up, she was flipping around and as usual, gave me her cheeky grin.
I grabbed my camera, and I took a picture of her, which is currently my favourite picture of her.
It was taken vertically, from where I was sitting, and she was flipping around, looking up at me.
This little charmer worms her way to my heart. 
And on this particular Monday, Minibean went to work with me.
I held up the traffic when the very nice cab uncle stopped his cab and alighted to help with the pram.
I think the bus driver behind was very understanding not to press us.
On our way to the office, before it started storming really badly.
She then started yawning as she leaned on my chest…
Eyes half-closed…
Before she finally dozing off.
She fell asleep and when I finally got to work, she woke up to find many people cooing over her.
I had a long meeting with my manager, as his PA helped me to take care of her.
The brilliant little one was so obedient that everyone adored her.
My manager’s PA even brought her to Starbucks, and I met up with Filicia for a while, cos I had Minibean with me and I had always wanted her to meet Minibean.
I even bumped into PoisonLady(Apple) who was with her friend there! So long never see her and she is looking really good.
I went up to continue my meeting, and Minibean fell asleep in Justine’s arms at around 5pm.
It was 5.30pm when Dad finally picked us up and the little one was so sleepy that she continued sleeping in my arms.
It was 8pm when we finally reached back Malaysia, after Dad came back home to pick up some stuff, packed some dinner, and blarblarblar.
My little one, with me on our journey back to JB in the rain.
It was 8.45pm when I finally made my way out, bidding her goodbye, after I fed her semi-solids.
Babies are simply, amazing.
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